I guess he or she read our post last week about the Peruvian Last Supper. Anyway, after some research there appear to be two restaurants in the city by the lake where you can get some fried cuy: La Sierra and Rondador. However, it may or may not be available on a given night, and sometimes it might not show up on the menu even if they have it (silly squeamish Americans). Don’t be afraid to call ahead and ask.

Pet store owners of Chicago should beware: there may be a hungry person stopping in to ask how “fresh” your guinea pigs are. Just imagine what he or she would have done *before* google. Asking your friends if they’ve been to a restaurant with “some good cavy” is a recipe for social awkwardness.

The Cathedral of Cusco, in Peru, features a typical mural of the Last Supper

Except Jesus & The Apostles happen to be eating a guinea pig. Yes, that thing in the middle is the same rodent you find in your pet stores, a delicacy called cuy in Peru. Let me state this just to be clear: this portrait is not a parody. It was painted in 1753.

So, that’s your History of Meat lesson for today. Wouldn’t having guinea pig meat kind of mess up communion? Like what part of Jesus would that be? I don’t mean to be a heathen. Just wondering how they justified this particular theological liberty.

For the record, guinea pigs are one of my favorite animals, and I would never eat one. Unless it was in a guinea pig melt.